Mirror

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Look at me in this mirror.
The long buried skeleton.
Left or right, up or down,
how can this be all that I am?

There must be more, but
how do I find the rest of me?
Any crack where I might look
inside and find a source of light?

Each moment I swing into a
past, or into a future, but only
here, in this wink of time,
do I find anything breathing.

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5 Responses to Mirror

  1. smilecalm says:

    how wonderful
    finding that
    most special
    anything πŸ™‚

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  2. Tanya Cliff says:

    I absolutely adore your talent for matching art and words to capture the thought! Thanks for sharing this, Tom!

    Liked by 1 person

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